Trusting.

And it begins-again. Third attempt; begins today. If history repeats itself, the odds are against success. So far, this morning, the world has not come crashing down on me. Didn't even spill my coffee, no one sick, injured, that I know of..yet. Sort of holding my breath as each time I "come out" the devil seems to pinpoint my position and open up the big guns on me. As the scripture says, "I am now ready to be offered..." I'm in --- again, a little more resolute, a little more wary, and a little more hopeful. When I failed at this last ironman attempt, the answer to my prayers was "trust me." So I did and so I will.